Date: 26 Oct 96 04:18:48 EDT
From: STUART FOSTER <103253.1200@compuserve.com>
Subject: Help,my first story
Hi everybody,
This is my first story,so be kind.
Personal thanks to Eddie,whose stories have given me the motivation to actually
do what I keep promising myself.Thanks Eddie.
I know its short and not really very complete but hopefully I've left a few
points for later expansion.
Cheers,
Fozzy.
HELP.
I suppose I've come to accept my fate now,but who would ever believe
me or my story anyway.
I know you would consider me to be lucky ,and you would probably be
right.When you spoke to me in the coffee room I thought at the
time,Shit not another one,but after a while the feeling grew that you
might well not only believe me,but may even help relieve my pain .
Where to start,everybody says the beginning, so here goes.
I was born in London in 1950,dont laugh at me!,I said 1950 and I meant
it.My parents weren't rich by any means,but we got by.
I was given the name Robert Jones,now your laughing again,please hear
me out. I grew up to be your average bloke with your average nine to
five, and considered myself well off.What with a decent job and an
attractive girlfriend .I expected her to accept a proposal anyday.
That was when we were invited to that party down in Hampstead.I knew
we would probably be well out of place,but Sandra worked as the
secretary for the bloke, and insisted we go.She thought there might be
a chance of promotion.Huh, fat chance I said to myself mentally,I know
what he really wants,and he'd better not try anything while I'm
around.
We got there okay,and everybody seemed to be enjoying themselves.I
suppose I should have expected what happened next but,being the so
called 'swinging 60's',and Hampstead,I didn't even think about it.
The pills came round.
Looking back I sometimes wonder if there wasn't maybe an element of
determination in the way that Simon ,Janets boss,gave everybody else
theirs leaving me with a single pill which looked different to the
others.
The 'Just say no' campaign was only a dream of a young actress then,so
I didn't even think twice about popping it.
It all seemed great for a while,what with the lights and sounds,but
then things started to get really weird. My head started spinning
madly,the party goers started to fall to pieces,literally to my
eyes.Growing darkness and the last thing I heard before everything
went black was a voice screaming "get the Ambulance he's in a bad
trip".
Excruciating pain greeted me as I awoke, but I'd got used to that a
long time ago.What I didn't expect was the giant figures around me.
"Cootchy coo sweetheart" one of the giants,obviously female, said and
I wondered what the hell she was talking about.
I tried to shout to her but all that came out was a low
gurgle,thinking that I must have something in my throat I tried
again,and again only a gurgle.
Then something happened which threw me into a panic,one of the females
reached down and literally picked me up.That really started me
screaming,all that came out though was a strange high pitch keening.
"Congratulations Mrs Burrows,you have a fine healthy baby,both of you
can go home tomorrow.I assume your Husband will be here to pick you
up?."
BABY?!!,I thought,what the hell was happening here?.
"Yes nurse he,ll be here at ten."
"Fine lets make sure your both ready for him then,Its time to nurse
and then we'll get you both dressed."
I had sort of calmed down by then,if you can call the state I was
in,calm,but I did feel hungry and didn't struggle as the nurse handed
me over to the person who was supposed to be my Mother.
Placing me against her breast I seemed to start sucking
automatically.It was as if I had no control,and the sucking was
instinctive.
Ten minutes later I stopped.Feeling strangely satisfied I felt
irresistibly tired and could not stop my eyes from closing.
I awoke sometime later,God knows how long but it could have been hours
let alone minutes.Again I felt something strange,a wet feeling down by
my crotch and I realized I'd peed myself.
I tried to shout, but again I was only capable of that strange
sound,and I also found that I could not stop it once started.
In some dim area of my mind I must have been trying to rationalize
what was happening to me,but no matter what theory I could come up
with.The fact was that I had somehow been reduced in age and was now
this Woman's baby.
Eventually I came up with something that,although weird,was the only
thing I could think of.Somehow I had died and been reborn or ,My mind
had been transferred by some effect of the drug.Until I could get out
of this situation I had no way of knowing which.
The nurse came then and all my thought was taken up by the humiliating
reality of a nappy change.
She rocked me a little afterwards,and again that feeling of tiredness
overcame me.Blackness.
I'm sure you don't want to know the hell I went through,what with
living through infancy again.but that wasn't the half of it.I mean I
soon realized that to keep from seeming mad,I had to Fake
everything.Down to the last Burble and the halting speech.toilet
training was an especially trying time for me and the parents I was
only just beginning to accept.
There then followed the school years,and inevitably because of my
previous experience I became something of a gifted student,so much so
that I was enrolled in a special school.That was dodgy,I mean look at
me,and remember what I said earlier,How would you react?.
The teens followed along with puberty and the mood swings,I had come
to trust my new parents by then and accept my new life,but that part
hit me like a ton of bricks.
My original theory had been revised now that I knew the date,somehow
dont ask me how,my mind had been released by the drug and locked on to
this baby being born in the local hospital.Because the babies mind was
more or less empty it was perfectly suited to the process.I soon found
out that I had been "reborn" so to speak on the very night of the
party.
I've since traced my ex girlfriend,and found her married to Simon and
kids of their own.I even became friendly with them,being of the
apparent same age.Invitations soon followed to the house and thats
when my suspicions were first aroused.
I dont know how but I got the distinct impression that Sandra knew who
I really was,she seemed very uncomfortable around me,and kicked us out
to play as soon as she had the chance.Birthday parties were a real
trial for her but I had been invited by the kids,so she had to bear
with it.I got a perverse pleasure watching her squeam with anguish.I
mean one word from me and both she and Simon would know for
sure.Allright nobody would believe me,but they couldn't be sure.
Shit!!!,theres my mother,you'll have to split.No dont stay,please.
Tell you what I'll be here again same time next week I'll see you then
if you want.
I know it looks perfectly normal but she is really nosy when it comes
to my friends,and I'd have to go through a real interrogation about
you.
I mean she's the real protective type,and wants to know about anybody
her DAUGHTER meets.